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“You’re pressing charges, right?”
“It was just old woman Lou. It’s fine.”
Casey remembered old woman Lou. There was a rumor she spoke to the dead, but the truth was, she drank her life away at the bottom of a bottle, and made the excuse she saw dead people in order to keep on drinking. Her husband had left her many years ago, even before Casey was born.
“But she hurt you.”
“She was drunk.”
“She is always drunk,” she said.
“Casey, this isn’t the city. I’m not going to press charges on an old woman just because she got angry because I had to report her car in a ditch. I can’t even believe that old thing worked. I’ve not seen her drive ever.”
“You have to press charges. I don’t care if this isn’t the city.”
“Casey, no.”
She put her hands on her hips. Her heart was racing. “What if she had a gun?”
He laughed. “She probably did.”
“You could have died tonight.”
“But I didn’t.” He grabbed her hips, easing her close to him. “What is really bothering you right now?”
“This. You. I don’t like the thought of anything bad happening to you. I care about you, Rusty.”
He smiled. “You care about me?”
“Don’t.”
“What? I thought we were just having some fun.”
“We are having fun.” She placed a hand on his stomach. “And we can always have fun.” Slowly, she slid her hand down, going toward his dick.
She wanted him, or at least for him to stop trying to get her to talk about her feelings. The slight fear was still there. What if something happened to him? She couldn’t handle that. It scared her to think of anyone hurting him.
“Casey, you don’t have to worry,” he said, taking hold of her hands. “I’m right here, for you, always. Lou wouldn’t hurt me. Besides, she was that drunk she couldn’t even see straight. I surrounded her, or my evil spirits were.”
“This isn’t funny. Don’t underestimate anyone you’re with. I know you think I’m being stupid because I live in the city, so what do I know.”
“I don’t think that.”
“But, people dying, that’s real.”
He pushes some hair off her face. “I will be more careful, I promise.” He leaned in close, brushing his lips against hers. “I promise I will take better care.”
“Please, do so. I don’t think I could stand for anything bad happening to you.” She rested her head against his chest, hearing his heart race.
He stroked his fingers through her hair, and she closed her eyes, simply enjoying being close to him.
“You know, you don’t have to worry. I will always come back to you.”
She wrapped her arms around him a little tighter, and she didn’t want to let him go. “Good.”
Casey wanted to tell him the same thing, but instead, she had to break the tension that had built between them. She had caused this, and now, she really needed to break it, so he didn’t start to ask any more questions.
What kind of woman, who didn’t want any real commitment, would panic because her man was at risk?
Her man?
She shouldn’t be behaving this way, and yet, she had. She had panicked, and the thought of a cop knocking on her door early in the morning to tell her he hadn’t made it, well, she’d never had it done, but she had seen it. After working late one night on an edit for her boss, it had been close to one in the morning. She had been walking up to her apartment, and her neighbor had been sobbing in the arms of the police as they told her that her husband had died in a gunfight that he’d not been part of. He’d been an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire.
There was no way she would ever be able to handle that kind of pain.
Sinking to the floor before him, she began to unbutton his jeans.
“Casey, you don’t have to do this.” He touched her hand to stop her, to stall her.
“I want to do this.”
He held her hand for a few more seconds before finally letting her hand go.
She knew she didn’t have to do anything she didn’t want to do. Rusty would never force her. It was another part of his charm she adored.
Sliding the zipper down, she pulled the jeans until they hit his knees. Rusty didn’t like to wear underwear of any kind. The moment his jeans weren’t around his waist, his dick fell out, and he was already hard.
She loved how he was always ready for her.
Wrapping her fingers around the thick length, she ran her hand up and down, getting him even harder. His skin was so soft and hard to the touch. The tip was already slick with his pre-cum, and she flicked the head with her tongue, tasting him.
He released a growl, and she did the same again.
